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Harry Styles-Wilson: Hockey Husband [Sequel to Harry Who?] (Completed)

Harry and Ellie Get Married

Harry sat in his hotel room in Texas, the day before his concert in Houston, and tried to load the live stream for Ellie’s first game of the season on his laptop. He typed in the URL a couple of times, but got an error message each attempt.

“Fuck,” he swore to himself, and grabbed his phone to call Ellie to see if he had spelled something wrong. The game started in a few minutes and he really didn’t want to miss it. Ellie’s phone rang and rang, and Harry again swore under his breath as he realized she probably wouldn’t have her phone with her this close to the start of the game.

“H-Harry?” Ellie answered her phone at the last minute, but he could barely hear her. “Harry, you there?”

“Yeah, can you hear me?” He asked.

“Not very well, I don’t have any service in the arena,” she answered, though her words were garbled.

“I’m trying to live stream the game, but I can’t remember the site?” Harry asked, but there was no answer. “Ellie?”

“Yeah...it’s already…” Her voice cut out, and Harry tried to ask her to repeat herself. “...-missed...the first period…-and”

“What? You’ve missed your period?” Harry frantically asked and jumped out of his seat. His heart raced, and he thought, maybe it was finally happened- that it had finally happened! Not that they were actively trying, but it was on Harry’s mind so much that it was all he thought about it.

“Yeah, I have to…-the second period…-” She cut out again, but Harry caught her ‘I love you’ as the call ended.

Harry leaned back and tried to catch his breath. His heart was racing, and his brain was spinning with baby names as he tried to figure out the due date. ‘Okay, so she’s missed one period, that means she’s been pregnant for about a few weeks...so, it’s June sixth now, a few weeks ago was around May 20th…’ Harry thought for a minute, since they hadn’t seen each other since he brought her to Japan around May 12, so… Harry did the math again. ‘It was possible, right?’

As Harry contemplated this, the game flickered to life on the live stream, and he saw Ellie skating on the ice, their hyphenated last name across the bottom of her jersey. It warmed his heart to know she was probably carrying their child, though every time another player got close to her, Harry fretted for her safety -for their safety.

‘So, if it happened around May...15th approximately, she would be due...in February’ Harry thought, and laughed to himself. “What if it was born on Valentine’s Day?” He laughed out loud, and his eyes finally returned to the screen to check the score of the game. They were up 3-2, against the Boston Pride.

‘That was fast, considering the game had just started…’ Harry’s thought trailed off when he saw the time next to the score: the game was in the second period, meaning he’d missed the first period. Not, Ellie had missed her first period. He forgot about the time difference, so he’d missed the first hour of the game.

Harry swallowed hard and his eyes fell back to the screen, absently following the players around on the ice. Ellie was in the corner battling for the puck with a player from the other team - a battle she finally won, and passed the puck to another player on the team, who swiftly hit the puck into the back of the net.

As the team celebrated the goal, forming a group hug on the ice before returning to the bench, Harry’s heart sank and he closed his eyes for a minute. ‘That was dumb, I shouldn’t have jumped to conclusions like that’ he thought, and tried to erase the thoughts he’d had for the last half minute. In those 30 seconds he had somehow become a father, named his child, dressed it up in cute outfits, helped it take its first steps, watched Ellie teach it hockey...yeah, Harry had definitely gotten way too ahead of himself.

Harry poured himself a drink and passively watched the rest of the game, following the puck around the ice with his eyes, but not really feeling it anymore. When the Riveters beat the Pride 5-3, Harry sighed and texted Ellie ‘Congrats’ before shutting off the game. He was about to turn off his computer, when an icon on his desktop caught his eye.

It was their wedding video, from nearly a year ago, last August, when they were married on a beach in California. He hesitated, and shrugged before opening the video and hitting play. Maybe that would cheer him up?

The video opened with Ellie bashfully looking at her reflection in the mirror as her hair and makeup were done by Lou Teasdale, under the watchful eye of her mother and new sister-in-law, Vivian. Harry knew Ellie hated being the center of attention, and loved that modesty about her, because Harry -on the other hand- loved to be the center of attention. Opposites attract, right?

The video cut to Harry waiting with his groomsmen, nervously adjusting his tie and trying to joke with his best man to settle his nerves. His best man, Jack -a close friend since childhood- patted Harry on the back and offered Harry a sip from his flask, which Harry gladly accepted. He was more than excited to be getting married, and had dreamed of doing so since he had met Ellie nearly three years ago, yet he couldn’t believe it was actually happening.

“Don’t worry, mate, you’ll do fine. Just relax,” Jack said as Harry handed the flask back.

Their wedding video next showed their family and friends seated in neatly arranged chairs on the beach, close to the water’s edge. Ellie’s mom was seated in the front row patting her eyes dry, while Anne sat on the other side of the aisle doing the same. Harry, Jack, and his groomsmen (including Ellie’s brother Scott) filed in and lined up in front of the audience, and Anne started weeping even harder.

Moments later, music started playing, and everyone turned to watch the bridesmaids enter. First, was Gemma, wearing a light colored, flowing dress and a flower crown. Next, came Vivian, Ellie’s new sister-in-law, wearing a similar outfit. Two of Ellie’s teammates followed her, and lastly, came Ellie. She was wearing a long, flowing, sleeveless white dress, decorated with flowers, to match the flower crowns she and her bridesmaids wore.

As she walked down the sandy aisle, the camera cut to Harry’s reaction, and he blushed as he watched his reaction nearly a year later. He got out of bed to pour himself another drink before returning to bed to continue watching. Harry hadn’t remembered the camera being that close to him at the time - in fact he hardly recalled seeing the camera crew, or honestly anyone else, that day.

Ellie walked elegantly down the aisle -barefoot because her shoes kept getting stuck in the sand- holding onto her father’s arm. Harry thought he would always remember this moment as the happiest time in his life, but recently he had learned that he still had many more, happier, moments to live. Yet, the site of seeing his bride in her wedding dress would never not bring the butterflies back to his stomach, sending his heart aflutter, as it had on that beautiful August day.

Suddenly, Harry heard music - a song he would recognize anywhere. One by one, various musicians stood up throughout the audience playing the Beatles’ “All You Need is Love”, just like the scene in ‘Love, Actually’ where Keira Knightley got married. Harry couldn’t believe it, and turned to his best man to ask if this was his doing, but he was just as speechless as Harry. Harry’s shocked and bewildered eyes landed on the blushing face of his bride and realized she must have secretly organized this.

As she joined him at the altar, Harry turned to Ellie and quietly asked if she had planned this. She bit her lip and nodded.

“Do you like it?” She nervously asked.

“Like it? Ellie, this is,” he turned to watch as the song came to a conclusion. “This is the best surprise I could have asked for. Thank you,” he smiled, and wanted to lean in and kiss her then, but he knew he had to wait.

As they exchanged their vows, it was a bit like recalling a dream. There was an ethereal, fantastical, almost surreal feeling surrounding their nuptials. Maybe it was just the lighting, or the angle of the camera, but Harry though Ellie really looked like an angel that day. So much so, that Harry improvised and added something to his vows to declare this thought.

“Ellie, you will always be my sunshine, my will to live, my only angel...and I thought I’d lost you once, so I won’t take any chances ever again.” Harry began his vows and wiped a tear before continuing. “You are the light of my life, my sweet creature, and I would do anything to make you happy.”

With tears in her eyes, Ellie smiled before delivering her own vows. “Oh Harry, you have already made me the happiest woman in the world, and I’m sure you will continue to do so.” She paused and took a deep breath. “You were always so much better with words than me,” she blushed, and Harry (both on screen, and the Harry watching in bed in his hotel room) laughed at her comment. “So forgive me if I just say ‘ditto’, what he said.” She laughed and indicated toward Harry, and the audience murmured in laughed.

Harry clasped her hand while it was outstretched, and they continued on to the ring exchanging ceremony. Their words were barely audible as they slid rings onto each other’s fingers, with tears of happiness streaming down their faces. They held their newly ring-clad hands and waited for the signal -the words that would finalize their union. An infinity seemed to pass as Harry re-watched himself and Ellie on screen, waiting for these final words.

‘Ellie never wore lipstick,’ Harry thought as the camera focussed on Ellie’s face, but it was clear she was wearing a light natural pink shade of lipstick. Harry recalled having to wipe it off from his own mouth, and wondered if that moment had been caught on camera.

“By the power vested in me by the state of California, I now pronounce you husband and wife,” the justice of the peace spoke, and before Harry had the chance to react, Ellie stood up on her tippy-toes and planted her lips upon his. Harry wrapped his arms around his new wife, and she placed her hands on either side of his face.

Their intimate moment had not seemed so public as it did now as Harry re-watched it, but the couple barely noticed their friends and family clapping behind them as they shared their first kiss as Mr. and Mrs. Styles-Wilson. The momented was only interrupted when they parted to draw breath, and as the camera panned out Harry saw for the first time his mother’s reaction (crying, as he’d expected), and the proud look on his father’s face, the happiness on his new in-law’s faces as their daughter pledged to spend the rest of her life with Harry.

It was perfect, absolutely magical, and everything went (almost) as planned. The weather was one thing they couldn’t control, so when the wind picked up, they all headed inside to the reception a little sooner than expected. They didn’t really mind, though, since that gave them a chance to mingle with the guests as things for the reception were set up.

Dinner flew by, and as soon as the camera landed on Ed Sheeran, Harry knew what was coming. Hopefully the camera hadn’t caught him nearly bawling into Ellie’s shoulder as they danced their first dance together.

Luckily, the camera focused on Ed, or shot Ellie and Harry from a distance, so his emotional crying during their first dance was kept to a minimum. Yet, of course, as the song ended, a close-up of their faces was shown as Harry and Ellie leaned appart, and Harry’s puffy eyes and tear-stained (but smiling) face filled the screen.

“Lovely,” Harry laughed at himself, but smiled when the shot switched to Ellie, who looked gorgeous even while delicately crying. The film came to a conclusion soon after, as the couple were driven away in a car with the cliche “Just Married!” written on the rear window. Harry closed his computer and felt a little better about his earlier incident with the ‘missed period’.

“One day,” he reminded himself. “When we’re both ready, it’ll happen, one day.”

Notes

The 'missed period' incident actually happened to a friend of mine, except it was her boyfriend who said they'd missed the first period of the game they were watching - it was hilarious!!!

If you haven't seen 'Love, Actually' or you're not sure what I'm talking about, please watch this:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m_2q1rclwNE

Thank you for reading, commenting, and voting!
(And sorry for the long wait between chapters!)

Comments

I can't edit the last chapter, but I realized I accidentally linked the wrong story, so here's the right link:

https://www.wattpad.com/497459848-harry-styles-wilson-hockey-husband-sequel-to-harry

BananaShark7 BananaShark7
2/7/18

@xXFluffy_GruXx
He's being cheeky :p And I could totally see him doing something like this, and psyching us all out lol!

BananaShark7 BananaShark7
1/28/18

I love how everybody thought he was talking about a child. XD Nope... just a cat.

xXFluffy_GruXx xXFluffy_GruXx
1/28/18

@xXFluffy_GruXx
That's good to hear :D Chapter 2 is taking forever to write, but it will be up within a week hopefully! : )

BananaShark7 BananaShark7
11/22/17

@BananaShark7
DEFINITELY! I loved Harry Who?!

xXFluffy_GruXx xXFluffy_GruXx
11/21/17